In sixteen hundred seven

We sail the open sea

For glory, God, and gold

And The Virginia Company



For the New World is like heaven

And we'll all be rich and free

Or so we have been told

By The Virginia Company



For glory, God and gold

And The Virginia Company



On the beaches of Virginny

There's diamonds like debris

There's silver rivers flow

And gold you pick right off a tree



With a nugget for my Winnie

And another one for me

And all the rest'll go

To The Virginia Company

It's glory, God and gold

And The Virginia Company